the devil that you know

playing the devil's advocate
would be a useful endeavor,
if the devil actually existed.

Probabilities

A great *sunny* day in the bay area. I was taking the bus and kept my bag on a seat.

The *last* guy getting in the bus, at the *last* stop that was boarding people settles in an empty row next to me and feels the need to tell me:
 - "Somebody might want to use that seat".

My reply:
 - "You seem to have forgotten your umbrella."

He didn't get it.

Software Engineering

Just because you can, doesn't mean you should.

Just because you don't need it, doesn't mean you shouldn't.

Pretentious Chaos

There is no particular order to the world. Except what my mind tries to make out of everything it senses. But even that doesn't last long. Expecting information in a particular arrangement, color, voice tonality, logical sequence... is much like being deaf.

Reality Check

In my dream of dreams
I've seen a glimpse of happiness.
And from my dream of dreams,
I've learnt that it is so easy to be sad.

There's Beauty... in evil and diversity

Beauty is lost when rationalized.

It's me... Like we all are.

Alone on a preset path. Trying to do my best. Trying to get as far.

The Hermit

" - You have grown in the shadow of others and are found of it. But when lights go off and darkness takes you, when silence quiets you... you are always alone. The demons you face came all from within you."

Aging into God

When all else fails, God is left.

Synergy

I wonder if our children will know Forests. Because you know a collection of trees does not make a Forest. There is so much a child can learn from the Forest.

See Ahead

What is Winter if not the opportunity of next Spring.

Harry Potter

I would not read any famous contemporary* book as it is for sure a very bad book. Such is the state of the art and the world today.

*I carefully picked the word contemporary as there is nothing modern in the contemporary literature.

Hope

I wish I could trust the greatest of the apes,
But experience prevents me to.
Look at the world they have built,
And the ruins of the one they have built upon.

Beauty is lost!

to write

You! You, the one who reads this! Who are you to ask me to write in such a form so that you can understand? I'm tired now and it's your time to use your brain and understand what I want to say. I did my half: I wrote. Now you do yours: you read.

Lazy people don't even try to understand what they read, they want things to be already digested and plugged directly to their brain. No thinking required!

Behind the glass writing

Sometimes I return to this blog, expecting from myself to write some meaningful thought. Today is one of these times.

I am looking through a glass window at the sun and the nice weather, I hear some birds singing and I can see trees growing leafs. Nevertheless I am behind a glass from all these beauties in front of a so called keyboard device.

Where do I want to be? I want to be out there, growing with the leafs. Why am I not? I don't even know myself. I could enumerate plenty of reasons, and they would all sound like a blackmail. I am behind the glass because I want a social secured life, but all I am given is the security of a life behind the glass.

I don't think I can use such electronic devices to write. Actually, I don't write. Writing is just a way to share your inner art and it is almost always a post-climax ritual. Like the after-sex cigar.

Inspiration went through you, in every little corner of your mind, in and out, you felt everything, you met the muse. Afterwards you are tired and happy and not in the mood for writing. Sometimes you force yourself to, even though you know that by doing so that sweet feeling of having met the muse will vanish much faster.

I don't write... I dream, I see, I feel, I create, I hope, I despair. And I need to be on the other side of the glass to do all that. And on that side keyboards don't work.

I need pen and paper. Pen and paper slow my writing down, leaving plenty of time for inspiration.

Decisions in life

Life is a path dictated by complicated decisions. Most of us don't even know when we take them. Pain comes with their cognizance.

Cultural ages

I was looking at my blog's header and there it was. I saw something that I wrote but did not read: Socrates (470-399 B.C.). So here's my thought today:

Middle ages missed Socrates.
Post - modern ages miss him too.

Many days, no thoughts

Interesting experiment I have started, and weirdly enough it has been proven that most days I don't have any interesting thought crossing my mind. However I do find that encouraging, as there is plenty of room to improve, now that I have become aware of my thoughtlessness.

Religion of God

I find myself wandering around, lost on the path of spirituality; only to find my way back and deepen my faith in God. It is for this reason that I must be allowed the freedom to loose religion from sight, or take any other path I may please for a matter; as I have faith that I will reach the same destination. And I trust everybody else to do the same.

Project: A thought a day

We always have time.
It's a matter of choice.